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October 30, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Breakup, Closure, Drinking, Loss, Separation | by davidbdale | 6 comments
Already the breaking up has lasted longer than the love affair and provided her more pleasure. Another week of breaking up and this will be her most satisfying relationship yet. I’d rather drink and stay out with friends than be with you, he tells her; I never cared about you, and I don’t care about you now. I need some kind of closure, she says. I lied about the job interview, he tells her; I spent those five days sleeping with my ex. We haven’t tried everything yet, she says. I didn’t sleep with her to hurt you, he tells her; I don’t care enough to want to hurt you. I can’t believe you would lie to me when I love you, she says; if you take that job and leave me it will kill your mother; you love me but drinking confuses you. Go away now and leave me alone or do I have to hurt you, he tells her. This is what I don’t understand about men, she says, always pushing away what’s best for you. We were good together for a time, he tells her. Oh yes we were my love, she says. We were good together because you could take me or leave me, he tells her, and I could take you or leave you. I was more to you than that, she says. Don’t make me hurt you, he tells her. I’m coming up there right now, she says; we’ll talk this thing out; you owe me that much. Don’t come, he tells her; I’m drinking tonight and sleeping with my ex. The police are looking for your car, sweet baby, she says; I told them you left here driving drunk; I’ll be there in an hour. Good fuck linding me, he tells her.
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This is a close relative of a Very Short Novel titled Short for Family from 20 years ago. The revisions…